Title: Harry In a Whole Different World

Rating: T

Summary: When Harry's friends turn their backs on him, he feels all hope vanishing. Getting a mental message from voices that claim to be his parents, he leaves it all behind and heads to the States, to Camp Half-Blood. He finds true friends and unexpected surprises. Based on the Twice Blessed Challenge and a crossover with Harry Potter/Percy Jackson.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Rowling or Riordan's characters and I'm making nothing from this.

Chapter 1: The Voices

Harry woke up to voices and they were Hermione and Ron. The topic of their conversation was him. Hermione and Harry had gone back in time to save Sirius and Buckbeak from death, but now they were talking about him and it wasn't good.

"I understand why you helped him out," Ron said, "But I'm not about to die because I'm friends with Harry Dumb Ass Potter."

"I agree," Hermione said, "The werewolf almost killed me and he thinks that I'm going to easily forgive that."

"Well I'm not about to say that the whole werewolf thing was his fault, but I almost died down in the Chamber last year and you got attacked. I can't take it anymore."

"Me either," Hermione said.

Harry felt tears welling up. They were turning their backs on him, just like he was nothing. I guess I never had friends, Harry thought, before he went back to sleep. And boy did Harry have a strange dream. He was in some kind of mist and he had no idea where he was at.

"Son," came a voice.

"Who are you?" Harry asked the voice.

"Who I am, right now, isn't important. I know that you feel that no one wants to be friends with you for long, due to the danger, but there is a place for you. Pack your bags while everyone is down in the feast and get on that broom that Sirius bought for you. There will be something waiting on you to take you the rest of the way. You don't need people that will turn their back on you. You need real friends, and you will find them there. It's called Camp Half-Blood and it's for people like you."

"People like me, I don't understand," Harry said.

"You're a twice blessed, son," a woman said, "You were born from us. But, unlike your relations, you're not immortal. But, you're close to it. It will take you much longer to age, though you can ask for immortality if you wish. You're like other demigods, except that you don't have a mortal parent."

"My parents are Lily and James Potter," Harry told him

"We gave you to the Potters to raise you. We had no idea that Tom Riddle was going to come after you. They gave their lives to protect you, which will never change, but you're our son. When you get there, we won't wait to claim you. You will be claimed the moment that Chiron sees you. Chiron is a centaur, if you want to know."

"I've met one of them," Harry told the voice.

"Then you will have no problem being around him. Just watch out for Mr. D. He's rude to everyone," the woman said.

"I wish that he would stop. He's getting really annoying."

And then that's when Harry woke up.

"Hay, Harry," Neville called out when Harry put his glasses on.

"Hay, Nev," Harry said. "What's wrong?"

"Did you hear about Sirius Black escaping?" he asked Harry.

"Yeah, scary," Harry said.

"Yeah, at least we don't have to worry about him hurting anyone," Neville told him.

"Yeah, I'm glad too," Harry said.

When the term had ended, there was still the End of the Year Feast. Ron and everyone else had already left to go down to the Great Hall. Taking the voices advice, he loaded everything onto his broom and then opened the window. Kicking off, he flew out the window and was soon gone. For the next couple of hours all Harry did was fly. The sun beat down on him and he really wished that he had taken something to drink with him.

Suddenly a huge horse appeared, with long white wings. Harry figured that this was the 'ride' that this voice had talked about. He moved towards it and then transferred onto it. The broom started to tilt but then a gust of wind came and everything traveled with him. Soon he was in Britain and then over the ocean. Harry had no idea what was going to happen when he got there, but he hoped that it was better than what he was leaving behind.

Hours later the horse landed and Harry got off. He had never been sorer in all his life. Rolling the trunk with him, the horse took off and was soon gone. It was dark by now and so Harry slowly made his way up the hill. He passed by a tall pine tree and gasped. Everything was lit up and he could smell food. His stomach growling he made his way to where the smell was coming from. He walked right in on dinner.

"Sorry," Harry said. "But I'm looking for a centaur name Chiron."

"That would be me. What's your name?" someone answered.

"Harry Potter," Harry answered and then several people gasped.

"He's twice blessed," someone said.

Harry looked up to see a lightning bolt and a peacock feather.

"Father of the Sky's, King of the Gods! Goddess of Marriage, Queen of the Gods, Protector of Women and Children," Chiron called out, "Hail Harry Potter, son of Zeus and Hera."

"Why is it always me?" Harry asked himself.

Harry ended up setting at one of the tables. He chose Hera's table, for some unknown reason. Some creatures gave him some food and a voice inside said, "Sacrifice to us." Okay, that's just a bit too weird. However the voice had led him here and so he got up and walked over to the fire. He gave some of his food to the flame and then walked back. Everyone stared at him, as though he was some kind of strange thing.

Harry really wished that they wouldn't.

Harry was then introduced to singing. Something that he wasn't good at. He was then led to the cabins by Chiron, everyone still staring at him. It seemed that Chiron didn't like this, as he said, "Everyone get to your beds…now. The child isn't something that you treat like a zoo animal." That got them to leave.

"What's wrong with them?" Harry asked Chiron.

"It's been many hundreds of thousands of years since Zeus and Hera had a child," Chiron said, "And one that isn't immortal, though I'm sure that they've told you that you don't age as quickly as mortals do."

"They mentioned it," Harry said.

"We'll have someone take you to the armory to get your things," he said, "Now which cabin do you want? You can choose Zeus or Hera."

"Hera," Harry said. "I don't know why."

"Don't worry; Zeus most likely won't mind," he said.

Harry went to bed and then felt a finger poking his nose. When he opened them he found himself looking at the eyes of a woman. A loud hooting sound indicated that she had an owl.

"The brother wakes up," she said.

Harry went looking for his glasses, but then realized that he didn't need them. He looked at her and then noticed that he wasn't alone. There were others.

"I can't believe the brat is my brother," one of them said.

"Dionysus, stop acting like a jerk," the woman that had poked his nose with her finger said. "When Zeus and Hera claimed him, you lost your right to bully him."

"Who are you?" Harry asked them.

"Why, we're your siblings," said a woman. "I'm Artemis; the jerk over there is Dionysus."

"Apollo," a man with sandy brown hair said.

"I'm Ares, you punk."

"Ares, stop doing that snarling thing," Artemis said. "Ares is your full blood brother. As he was born also from Zeus and Hera."

"I'm Athena, Goddess of Wisdom."

"Hermes," a man that looked a bit like an elf said.

"Hephaestus," said a black man, "I'll make any weapon for my baby brother."

"I'm Harry Potter," Harry said.

"Oh Hades has told us all about you," Artemis said. "You defeated Tom Riddle, though Hades says that he's coming back."

"And I saw you losing your friends," Apollo said, "Nasty thing to happen!"

"You'll find your real friends her," Athena said, "And, we're family. So we'll be by your side."

"Um, thanks," Harry said. "Are there other siblings that I have?"

"Gods, too many," Athena said, "Your brother to the Fates, Muses, Seasons, Law, Victory, and on, and on, and on, and on."

"Yeah, daddy was busy eons ago," Artemis said.

Harry felt himself go pink.

"Can we please stop talking about father like that," Athena said. "You're going to send the poor child back to the age of one. Anyway, if you ever need us. We'll be around."

"Thanks," Harry said.

And they melted away, except for Dionysus. He glared at Harry, as though he had done something wrong. But he walked out the door and soon Harry was alone.